Trevor said, “I’m not in a hurry. You go ahead.”
Hearing this, Beck nodded. “Alright.”
He walked over <b>and </b>came face to face with Celeste. “Mr. Yoder, Ms. Rodriguez.”
Seeing it <b>was </b>him, Matthias‘ smile faded slightly. “Mr. Harper.”
Celeste also greeted him politely. “Mr. <b>Harper</b>.”
At that moment, Jorge also approached.
Unlike Beck, he only greeted Matthias “Mr. Yoder.”
Matthias‘ smile grew even fainter. “Mr. Robinson is here too? Apologies, I was busy earlier and didn’t notice.”
Jorge immediately picked up on the fact that Matthias seemed even less weing toward him than <b>during </b>their <bst </b>encounter. But he wasn’t surprised.
He cast a cold nce at Celeste. He knew she must have whispered all sorts of things about that day to Matthias.
Not caring much about Matthias‘ attitude, he said, “I visited YodaVision a couple of days ago. I wonder if you’re aware, Mr. Yoder?”
“Of course, Cel told me.” Matthias continued, “I also reviewed your proposal. I think it’s well done, but… Personally, it’s just not to my liking. So I’m sorry, Mr. Robinson, but as for our coboration, I’m afraid-
Jorge didn’t expect Matthias to be so biased because of Celeste.
He frowned. “I thought you were someone who could separate personal matters from business, Mr. Yoder.”
“I usually <b>do</b>.” Now that things were out in the open, Matthias didn’t bother pretending. He chuckled, “But it depends on the situation.”
His words implied that when it came to Celeste, whether he remained impartial was another matter.
Theodore had instructed him to focus on coborations with YodaVision for the next two years, which meant thepany’s projects <b>had </b>even greater potential than most realized.
Despite his conflict with Matthias, he wasn’t going to give up on working with YodaVision <b>so </b>easily.
“If you find issues with my proposal, I’ll bring a revised one on my <b>next </b>visit, Mr. Yoder,” he said.
ncing at Beck, he added, “Since you’re busy, I won’t take up more of your time: Goodbye.”
With that, he turned and left.
Throughout the conversation, Jorge never once acknowledged Celeste.
But standing nearby, Beck could tell from Jorge’s deliberate disregard that Matthias‘ refusal to coborate <b>was </b>very much rted to Celeste..
<b>However</b>, he chose not to ask about it and instead acted as if he hadn’t noticed. “I’ve also prepared a revised proposal. <b>Would </b>you two be avable for dinner on Monday?”
Given Beck’s <b>close </b>ties with Wynn and Trevor, Matthias had never been particrly fond of him, even if his proposal was excellent.
Charter 180.
But now, since Beck was making an effort to set aside personal grievances and even took the initiative to include Celeste in the invitation, <b>Matthias</b>‘ impression of him improved slightly.
Still, he kept things professional. “Monday? I’m not sure yet. If I’m free, I’ll let you know. Rest assured, Mr. Harper.”
Beck wasn’t in a rush. “That’s all I needed to know.”
Just as he finished speaking, the host of the banquet suddenly stepped onto the stage and made an announcement.
Momentster, amidst apuse and music, the host and his wife began the first dance.
Many guests soon joined in.
Tonight’s banquet was filled with stunning and distinguished socialites.
At that moment, a strikingly beautiful heiress approached Beck
“Mr. Harper,” she said with a smile. “May I <b>have </b>this <b>dance</b>?”